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When life isn’t great, you really know who your friends are. I do agree with this, and I know a lot of my friends are feeling it right now. And that sucks. To know you can’t always count on people you thought you could. But what I find even more interesting are the friends that are only there when your life isn’t great. When you are suffering. When you are sad. When you are ill. When you are struggling. There is a name for this, where your friends almost take ownership of your suffering. On a compassionate level, I am sure it makes them feel worthy. And it is sad that they feel they are only better when others aren’t.  As soon as you seem to be handling, and god forbid exceeding, they disappear. And not in a noble Florence Nightingale kind of way. How sad is that.  So to all my friends, those present, those absent, I salute you for all that you are, and once were to me. And hope you find happiness within.

forty

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I had a fun two days. And I know one of the main reasons was because I didn’t have to worry about Kate and Jem. I am grateful for wonderful families who embrace my children like they’re their own. And for wonderful friends, who 3 years ago, if life had been different, I would never have known.

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I like my friends. A lot. In fact, I love them. And often for very different reasons. But I don’t always like everything about them. Just like I know they don’t like everything about me.   Some get me more than others, some judge me more than others, some are amused by me more than others. And vice versa. Some are very very different to me, and I love that because we teach each other so much. Some are very like me and that’s often more challenging, but delightfully affirming too.  Some have very different values, attitudes and spiritual beliefs to me.  But that doesn’t mean we can’t be friends or get each other. I get this. Completely. I wish everyone did.

twenty eight

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I am grateful for the most perfect Sunday morning spent with beautiful girl friends. Beautiful friends who haven’t forgotten how much fun can be had with an ocean and a wave. Even if most of us are a bit older than 40.

twenty seven

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I am grateful for the friends Kate and Jem have found here. I know they thought they never would. And I know it isn’t always rosy, but that’s just life. It isn’t always rosy. But a measure of a true friend is one who is still there, no matter what you or she said. Kate and Jem have these friends and for that I am very grateful. Today and everyday.

nineteen

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Today I am so grateful for tradition. The tradition of breakfast with friends for my birthday. I am grateful for it because tradition implies history. And shared history makes me feel part of this new life. But I am especially grateful because finally after nearly four years, I realised I am no longer holding my breath.

seventeen

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Today I am so grateful to have a friend like Cathy.  A friend who’s seen me at my worst.  A friend who I know will always be there. A friend I met in fluffy slippers. A friend who knows no amount of emails can compare with one handwritten card all the way from home. A true friend.

yeefuckinghaa

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I admire women. In particular the strength they often aren’t aware they have. I admire men too, but I am in awe of women. Right now so many of my friends are going through real life changing shitty times. Weird. So many and at the same time. I do feel sad for them that they are having to suffer. But I have learnt that often that is what is required to facilitate change. To open our eyes. I am so very sad for them and for their pain. For everyone’s pain. But I felt a little bubble of excitement deep down in my tummy.  I couldn’t understand why. And then I realised what it was. Excitement at the strength my friends are finding within themselves. Fuck, it is exciting. They are realising what they are worth and that they deserve better.  They deserve to be treated as the wonderful fabulous vital women they are. Respect. My new rallying cry. Trust and respect. Yeeehaaaa.

thirteen

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I am grateful for friendships.  In all the various forms we find them. Often in the most unexpected of places. I am grateful for the comfort I derive in the sharing and the caring. I can only hope my friends feel the same. I am here. Always. And I thank you for being there. The knowledge that you will always be there no matter what, is comforting.

eleven

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Today I am grateful for my friend Jo. Not only for inviting an efrican into her home for Australia Day but mostly for getting me. She mocks me, she laughs at me, she teases me, she doesn’t let me take myself too seriously. Most importantly she doesn’t make me feel different. And one day, she’ll be grateful to me for teaching her to say fuck off the way I do.